Luyện nghe bài hát Strategem

Angry hands upon the wheel slow
a star the water turns to stone
Here I stand by lovely
Love is gone I'll again

in ashes, I forget her name
Her beauty was matchless, her nature

And by now her face is far
Still beneath the desert flow
Take the in empty hand and then
Blow to bring her back again

And if you ask it, dear one plays
Her beauty was matchless, her untame
Come, come, on

Deathless hand in land devils roam
With a cut the head of hope
It's time to exchange the evil, blow by
Without a star, the turns to stone

If is our master then I'm lost again
Her beauty was matchless, her nature
Come, come, on